The tyrant man with 108 treasures mainly pledges himself to him

In the shadows near the prison, Zhu Jinlu was dressed in black and his meticulous face was so serious that water could drip from his face.

Seeing the man in front of him who looked like a skinny monkey carrying a set of tools, he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"The poison you used will definitely make Chi Baobao go insane, not kill him, right?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu. The villain speaks softly, so of course the villain will do whatever you say. How can you do anything about it?"

Zhu Jinlu nodded and then signaled that he could leave.

Ikebo Hozo held his breath in the dark and watched the whole process.

It turns out that you old boy wants to harm me!

Eh, isn’t that right?

This Zhu Jinlu was a loyal supporter of Fengyue Tian. He only obeyed the emperor's orders and did not give any face to other dignitaries.

But who ordered him to do this now?

Seeing the little man leave, she immediately followed him.

Following silently, the man carried his set of tools and walked through the less prosperous alleys in the city, and finally entered a house that was not too big.

Owning such a house in the capital would at best be considered a well-off family, but anyone with a little bit of power would have to buy a big house with a few dollars' worth.

Chi Baobao observed it and found that he didn't recognize this house, and he had never seen anyone like the little man just now in the book.

A famous villain is not scary, but a villain who has no idea of ​​his origin is hard to guard against.

After remembering the location, she left and returned to Dali Temple.

He let down his tied long hair and scratched it like a chicken coop, then sneaked into the place where Zhu Jinlu rested when he was working here.

He had taken off his official robe and was leaning on the soft couch. He vaguely felt that his nose and forehead were a little itchy, as if something like spider silk was scratching him.

After brushing it off, he opened his eyes and saw a big face hanging upside down in front of him.

The two eyeballs were slanted inward, and the mouth was twisted and the tongue was almost dripping out.

"what!!!"

Zhu Jinlu shouted, rolled down from the couch and ran out the door.

The people guarding outside heard the noise and ran over quickly.

"Hurry up, there are ghosts and ghosts."

Everyone rushed in with knives, but there was no ghost!

And based on what Zhu Jinlu said about the ghost hanging head down from the roof, they even climbed up to see that the dust was completely untouched.

Reporting the situation truthfully, Zhu Jinlu suspected that he had seen it wrong and thought carefully about the deformed face...

It looks familiar.

Full of worries, he re-entered the room, leaving the door open so that he could feel more courageous.

I walked around the room and walked to the washbasin to wash my face and wake up. Then I bent down and saw a person hanging on the wall like a spider in the bronze mirror placed on the wooden frame.

Her hair was disheveled and she was still turning her head to look at him. The face under the disheveled hair had a weirdly twisted smile.

"Ghost!"

He yelled again and turned around to look back. People outside rushed in again.

"..."

Nothing!

Everyone began to look at him with doubtful eyes, wondering if Mr. Zhu was out of his mind...

"I actually saw it, he was hanging on the wall, like this and this."

Zhu Jinlu was eager to explain, and even began to lose his smile as before. The way he was using his hands and feet together and being so excited seemed... crazy.

He explained that no one believed it and that someone had already informed others.

Soon, the matter became a big deal.

Pang Yun, who had been staying at Dali Temple and hadn't left, came excitedly without even having time to wipe the shit out of his eyes.

"Master Zhu, did you hear that you saw a ghost? Oh, your face is as white as paper."

Zhu Jinlu calmed down after seeing Pang Yun. How could he lose his bearings in front of him?

Just as he was about to speak, he looked over Pang Yun's shoulder to the back. Outside the window illuminated by lights, a head slowly poked out from the eaves. The long hair is swaying in strands, and the shadow reflected is a ghost head.

"The ghost is there!"

He yelled and backed away in great excitement. Pang Yun and others looked there, but there was nothing.

"Master Zhu, you are probably really sick."

"There is really a ghost. When you turned around, he immediately retracted. He was too fast."

Pang Yun looked incomprehensible but worried, but he was laughing like crazy in his heart.

Is the current world newspaper popular nowadays? !

"Master Zhu, please rest. Pang will lead a thorough investigation of Dali Temple. No matter whether he is a human or a ghost, we must find him out."

"Don't leave, Man Pang will stay here for a while."

Zhu Jinlu even grabbed Pang Yun's sleeves tightly and refused to let go.

"..."

I really want to kick him out.

Forced to stay and unable to escape, the others began to search all over Dali Temple.

Who would have thought that Zhu Jinlu, who had always been serious about his speech and seriousness, was afraid of ghosts. Pang Yun not only felt strange but also hoped that ghosts would come again so that he could see with his own eyes how ghosts scared him.

Zhu Jinlu sat there uneasy at first, then quiet, and after a quarter of an hour he gradually became sleepy.

Just after he fell asleep, a shadow entered the house silently.

Pang Yun was really startled, but when he took a closer look, under the dim light, wasn't the man with disheveled hair the elder of his own small pavilion?

"Small……"

"Shh!"

Chi Baobao signaled him to be silent, then approached and lowered his voice and told him what happened in the cell.

Pang Yun couldn't help but be furious, Zhu Jinlu was so brave.

"Don't rush to investigate who instigated him. I'll scare him first and cooperate with me."

Chi Baobao scratched his hair again, then jumped up and turned back down.

Pang Yun was shocked, Mr. Xiaoge was so handsome.

Her head was down but her feet were not hooked on anything, she was just hanging in the air. This... what a magical skill it was!

Zhu Jinlu was tickled again until he opened his eyes, and once again enjoyed the fierce ghost's face-to-face killing.

He screamed loudly and this time he didn't even have the strength to run.

Pang Yun looked like he was awakened by his shouting, "What's wrong, Mr. Zhu?"

"Man Pangda, there is a ghost!"

"Where?"

Pang Yun immediately opened his eyes and looked around, as if he couldn't see anything.

Zhu Jinlu felt even colder. Could he actually see it?

"Right here."

He stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and Pang Yun looked along his hand, wishing he could make his eyeballs pop open.

"There's nothing. Mr. Zhu, you may be really sick."

When Zhu Jinlu heard this, he rolled his eyes to look at the distorted face that was leaning against him again. He rolled his eyes and slid off the soft couch.

The smell of urine also floated up, and Pang Yun and Chi Baobao couldn't help but avoid it.

"I was so scared that I pissed myself. Mr. Xiaoge, you are so awesome."

"He doesn't respect martial ethics first. Don't blame me for being merciless. Report it to the superior immediately, but don't argue about investigating my case. It just depends on who takes the lead next. Whoever robs someone will be unclean."